The Affair You Wish You Had: Trip

This is how I want it to go. The time we break the drought and risk it all.

We've been at a conference for a few days interstate. We're surrounded by colleagues day and night - we're all sharing a few apartments - so we're forced to behave. Every time we try to steal a moment, we're interrupted. Evening drinks are torture sessions of loaded glances and hands brushing

in crowded bar queues. I'm permanently turned on, my mind scattered and my panties damp. It's killing me, but at the same time I know nothing is going to feel as good as breaking this drought when we finally get the chance.

The chance comes on the afternoon of the final day. There's a gap in the agenda. I suggest a swim in the hotel pool, gambling on no one else wanting to join us. You agree. We both know what's going on here. We go to our own rooms to change. Alone, I pull on my smallest bikini and biggest sunglasses, positioning my tits for your viewing.

When I step out of the lift in the lobby and see you standing there, shirtless, my mouth goes dry. I have a vision of laying you down on the carpet of my hotel room and licking every square centimetre of you. My clit tingles. I sneak a glance to see if I'm having the same effect on you. There's a bulge in your swim shorts that tells me I am. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife.

The pool is deserted, but overlooked by a hundred rooms. We slide into the warm water, staying a respectable metre apart. I can almost see your mind ticking over as we make small talk. Casually, you move closer. My heart pounds. You reach for me under the water, pressing your warm, hard cock against my hip briefly. You slide your hand up my naked leg and heat floods through me. You squeeze my thigh hard and groan deep in your throat.

Suddenly, a light flips on in a lower level balcony nearby. A couple emerge, looking down at us. I pull back.

"Let's go upstairs," I say. Maybe we'll get lucky.

We climb out and towel off, then I follow you to the lifts. The anticipation is killing me, but we keep it together until the lift door shuts. Without a word, you step so close to me I can feel the heat off your body. You press into me, pushing me up against the elevator wall. The mirror is cool against my back. You lean down so your face is close to mine and close your eyes. I can feel your breath on my cheek. I can smell you, and you smell so fucking good, but you don't touch me, not with your hands. The moment is so hot, I feel like everything inside my body is liquefying. My pussy aches for you, so wet you could drink it.

Abruptly, the lift pings as we arrive at our floor. You step back and follow me out of the lift and down the corridor to my apartment. Nobody speaks. I can feel your eyes on my ass as I walk. My hands shake when I tap the key card.

We get inside and my heart sinks when I see that the colleague I'm sharing the apartment with is in. Her door is shut but her bag is on the table and the sounds of TV blare from her room. Jesus Christ. We look at each other. If I don't get my hands on you now I'm going to fucking melt.

"Can I take a shower?" you ask.

"What, here? Now?" I reply.

"Yeah," you say. "I'm cold."

Without waiting for an answer, you walk into the bathroom. The door opens directly across the hallway from my room. I'm not sure what your plan is, but I can't join you. Not with our colleague in the next room. I walk into my room and sit on the bed in my bikini, leaving the door open just enough. I have the perfect view of you, with the bathroom door half open.

Slowly, you peel off your shorts. There's nothing underneath. Even semi hard, your dick is mouth-watering. I can't take my eyes off you and as I stare at you, you touch yourself, slowly stroking until you're fully hard. My eyes flit between the intense gaze you're directing at me and your hand around your cock. I reach my own hand down the front of my bikini bottoms and I see your eyes follow it down. My pussy is swollen and dripping. I slide a finger inside my hole. My hands are cold and the contrast feels amazing.

Suddenly, with a few movements, you wrap a towel around your waist and cross the hallway. You push my door open fully with your foot, then close it quickly behind you. Shit. This is risky.

You drop the towel and walk towards where I'm still sitting on the edge of the bed. In this position, your cock fills my field of vision and I know what you want... but I want it too.

I point with one finger to the carpet in front of the bed, looking up at you. You don't need told twice. You drop to your knees and grab my bikini bottoms, pulling them off roughly. You throw them aside and pull my legs wide open, dragging my ass right to the edge of the bed. I lean back and nearly scream when you bury your face in my pussy. Your hands grip my thighs as you lap me with long licks, from clit to asshole, over and over again. The pressure is perfect. Your tongue swirls around my clit in hot little circles and just when I think it couldn't feel better, you slide a couple of fingers inside me and I'm gone. My mind explodes and my whole body shakes but I cum as quietly as I can, stifling my moans. Fuck, this has been a long time coming.

You stand up. You're still hard: eating me out turns you on, which I love. It's your turn now. I go to flip over so you can slam into me from behind, but you stop me. The rules of this affair have always been no actual fucking, but rules are made to be broken, right? Maybe not today. You point down in an identical move to mine earlier. Down, girl.

I don't need to be told twice. I grab your ass with both hands and haul you closer, so your dick is right in my face. I hold the base and slurp you down hard, til I feel you touch the back of my throat. I pull back right to the tip and then suck you back in, taking as much as I can, over and over. Your hands are in my wet hair and your hard thighs press against me when I bob forwards. It's coming. I can feel it. After the week of teasing we've had, I'm expecting a tsunami of cum when you finally explode, and I'm not wrong. I glug it down greedily, sucking every last drop out as you twitch. You collapse on the bed beside me and smile.

I can't believe we just did that.

That's how I want it to go, next time we're on a work trip. I want to get you so horny you can't think straight, and then I want to make you cum until you see stars. Because the risk is always worth the reward with you.

Til next time...